Jiang Xinghai sneered, turning his head to look at Liu Biao and his men.
They had stayed for dinner for the sole purpose of waiting for the woman in the leggings to call her backup so they could deal with them all at once.
"Brother Hai, let me handle this."
"No, let me."
Shen Lingyin and Mu Jianni were both martial artists, and with Jiang Xinghai by their side, they weren't afraid.
The other three girls, however, looked nervous.
"You all just keep eating."
Jiang Xinghai smiled nonchalantly and lit a cigarette.
"Honey, that's him! He's about to die and he's still acting tough. Hurry up and do something!" the woman in the leggings nagged incessantly.
"You bitch!"
For some reason, all the color had drained from Liu Biao's face. He backhanded the woman in the leggings.
THUD!
In the next moment, he took a swift step forward and dropped to his knees before Jiang Xinghai, creating quite a dramatic scene.
"Honey, what are you doing!?" The woman in the leggings was stunned.
